What a Weekend!...

So diurnal and nocturnal I am....


News Flash!! I am back!! I may not be 100% right now, but I'm sure I'll eventually get there. Good thinkin to take Monday off I must say. Vegas was really a blast! All the troubles I was going through before my trip were no longer on mind, and currently I am not worried about them. I was able to free myself from everything. People who have been before including the guys I went with were hypin' me up for it. I wasn't really up for it until the plane landed in Vegas and while I was walkin towards the shuttle that a girl waved at me. I then knew that this weekend was going to be something of my enjoyment.

Since I haven't been on the blog in a while, I'll try the best to my memory(thanks alcohol) to give ya the lowdown on my stay in Vegas....Some things I may have to leave out, you understand. LOL!!!.....


THURSDAY...


Plane takes off at 12:10pm in route to Las Vegas. On the plane, I sat next to one of my friends and a white guy named Al. Comes to find out Al is from Elkhart,In and going to Vegas for a convention and other business purposes. We got to know Al on the plane so much on the plane that we declared him the 5th wheel of the crew. He bought us beers on the plane and we let him buy our extra room. We touchdown in Vegas at about 1:30 something. Took a shuttle to our hotel, New York,New York. Huge place. Also had a roller coaster. Checked in and went to the room. Some were talkin bout takin' a nap before they hit the strip. SHEEEEIIITTTTTT!! Not me! We all went down to gamble. On the first slot I played, I won about $20. Not much, but money is money. Then it was time to hit da strip. Sooooooo many things out there. The women were beautiful, all colors and sizes. It was time to get alcohol. I am still shocked at the fact that you can drink alcohol on the strip. I think I like this place. We had plans from tonight to hit a club @ the Luxor. We continue to walk the strip then came back to the MGM Grand. We got separated in here. I was playing this horse game for quarters and then played the Wheel of Fortune slot. Also remember watching the Bulls game, where they beat Cleveland in OT. More gamblin' I did. After a while got a call from a friend, said he gettin ready for the club. Going to the club, I realized because of my attire that I may not get in. The guys told me not to worry. So we going through the mall and drinking beer. Let me repeat that. SO WE GOING THROUGH THE MALL AND DRINKING BEER. I'm beginning to really LOVE this place now. At the club as expected, I got rejected. The guys asked me if I'm gonna be alright. I'ma grown ass man I was thinkin but I appreciated the concern. I told them that I'll just go back to the room and get my collar shirt and come back. I had to be back by 12:30 PT. It was 11:00. Now people that know me, know that I have a VERY good sense of direction, but I didn't pay attention on the way to the club. I was in trouble. I did remember that we got on the TRAM to get from the Excalibur to the Luxor. So I took that back. Now I got lost in the Excalibur. I was so twisted in my direction and so tispy from the alcohol that I knew I wouldn't make it back to the club. I didn't ask anyone for directions and I don't know why I didn't. I sat down and played a slot, chillin' with this girl from New Mexico. She had a plate of shrimp and shared it with me. We got to talkin, exchanged numbers and was supposed to hook up later. I don't remember if I did get with her or not. Once I got back to New York,New York and I just said fuck it. I hit the strip, just me. I was walkin with people from everywhere. I ran into these Latinas from Corona, Ca, about five of them. They loved the Heineken shirt I had on. Kinda ironic that they're from Corona, Ca and drink Heineken. I walked the strip with them. We stopped by some huts and they did some karaoke. I was with them for a while, I don't remember if I got back with them. They walked me back to MGM Grand, where I went to play the Wheel of Fortune slot. This white girl asked me I wanted to play on her machine. She said it was a lucky one. So I did and I started winning. She then sat next to me, arm around me, saying that we can split the winnings. I said cool and we can split to somewhere else later. We talked and drank for a while. She was waiting for her boyfriend, who hasn't got to Vegas yet. I knew nothing was happening. So we were chillin, she later had to go. Gave me a kiss on the cheek and left. I went back to the room at about 6:00 in the morning. Hit the bed bout 7:30.....


FRIDAY....(4 hours later...)....


I woke up. Too late for breakfast I said to my roommate. He laughed at me. I told him what time I came in. I took my shower got changed and out the door I was. Did some more gambling and then hit the strip. We decided to rent some scooters. Walked down to the spot. The guy was real cool. His name I believe was Romen. He gave a quick tutorial on the scooters. We practiced on them in the parking lot in the back. Then we hit the streets. Once again, we got separated. I was hittin it on the scooter. Honkin' the horn, people waving. I caught with the crew eventually. Then I saw some sistas in a taxi hollerin at me. I hit the gas and followed them. Rode on the side of them, in the back of them, talkin to them through the window. They asked where can they find me tonight, I told them, OPM @ Caesar's Palace. I don't remember if I saw them there. I bust a U-turn and went back the other way. The time flew by fast as I had to get the scooter back. One of my friends said that I was hittin the scooter and left him. I told him it is what it is. More of the strip and more of gamblin we did. He hit the MGM again. Went through the mall. I got some sunglasses. Not really into sunglasses that much. My nose is kinda big, naw I'm not ashamed!!! LOL!!! Now I have glasses on, and with a headwrap on, now people are calling me Musiq Soulchild. Back on the strip, lookin too cool now. Forgot where I ate. But went back to the room to get ready for the OPM. We got a 12-pack on the way there. Got into the OPM got a few drinks. I took a jagerbomb shot but it was an awkward way that I drunk it. The shot was small and the plastic cup was big. After I finished the shot, I threw up a little bit into the cup, very little it was. I wasn't drunk but the shot caught me by suprise. I told the crew I was fine. I hit the floor. I was on some Bill Bellamy type shit. I danced with the biggest girl on the floor for like 30-40 minutes. I was having a good time. She was a little tired and went to sit down. I went back to the bar and then back to the floor. I have planned to dance with the girl again but two women grabbed me @ the same time. These women were bout it. I danced with both. I don't remember how many I danced with. I did hook up with two people at the club. You can use your imagination now. I walked out the Palace. The walk from Caesar's Palace to New York,New York was the most toughest, most painful walk in my life. I felt like laying out on the concrete right there. I could have taken the taxi, but I didn't. All that dancin and jukin had my thighs,legs,calves,shin,toes,feet, hurtin.... I don't know how I made it back but I did. It was about 6:00 in the morning. The crew was still hanging. We all left the club at different times. With the exception of one, we all made the long walk back and had a story to back it up. I got to the bed at 7:00....


SATURDAY....(2 hours later).....


I'm back up with short rest again. I went out for breakfast and beer. Ran into a huge group that was from Champaign,IL. All decked out in orange, rooting for the Illini. The Final Four was today. We had to plan to watch it @ ESPN Zone. Before then we hit the strip and got a case of Heineken. Sat around and just chilled, enjoying the weather and looking at people in line to see Pete Rose. We then got to ESPN Zone for the second half of the first game. Guess who pops up? Al from the plane ride. He watched the game with us. Illini went on a run and came out on top 72-57. UNC and Michigan St was in the second game. So we went back to the liquor store and this time got two cases of Henieken. Went back to the Zone to watch the second game. At halftime, Mich St was up 38-33. Al wanted to bet on the second game, so I did. I was for UNC. They won 87-71. Gimme my money!!!! Finish the beers and hit the strip. Got something to eat. We was to hit a club but funny things happen. My thighs locked up on me when I sat on the bed. I was in no condition for a club and neither was my roommate. Another cat out the crew was so drunk that he pissed on himself going down the escalator, and then whipped it out and finished the job. I wasn't there to see it but it was the funniest shit. This man was comedy the whole night. We had to make sure this grown ass man was alright. He order room service for us, bought dinner and shit. A lot of things happen that I haven't mentioned yet. I missed a lot of things. Somehow we made it to the airport for our flight. Touchdown in Chicago at 12:10pm.


It was an experience that I'll never forget. I feel so good today it is ridiculous. All these problems are secondary to the way I feel now. Everything will work out. I go back to work tomorrow. My car will be out the shop today. I'm watchin the national championship game tonight. I am almost fully rested. 4 months to Jamaica. I don't know if it will match Vegas, but I don't care. I just wanna have fun. No worries. I used to have no worries. I want to get back to that again, and I will...


Drink of the Day...


Killer Kool-Aid...

1/5 oz. Vodka
1/5 oz. Southern Comfort
1/5 oz. Midori
1/5 oz. Peach Schnapps
1/5 oz. Cranberry Juice

Chilled, served in a shot glass....


-Da Original 1-